I believed in what was said
Thou I wished I accepted less of everything
This book of gospel seeping into rabbit holes
Trifle left accept gritty, grains of falsehood
Reeling from inclement pavement
Reeling from obedient hearsay
My becoming, a clay footprint, fragile, breakable when placed upon such an erroneous display
My first impression out…
A caged animal sedated nonetheless alert
Second step…
casting the shackles away
to which I held the original key…to what women say
